Noticing the web-like cracks suddenly appearing on the ice columns, Perfikot's pupils contracted sharply, and she immediately barked a cold command: "Everyone be careful! Withdraw from the main hall!"
Her voice exploded in the empty temple, carrying an unmistakable sense of authority.
Perfikot always maintained the highest level of vigilance for such ancient ruins. Although she didn't bring Steam Knights into the site ostentatiously this time, her chief maid Beifa always followed her like a shadow.
This seemingly elegant maid was in fact a Godslaying Level Alchemy Puppet crafted by Perfikot's own hands.
"Master, please step back." Beifa stepped forward, shielding Perfikot.
A mechanical humming emanated from beneath her exquisite maid uniform, and the vents on her back and arms simultaneously opened, spewing scorching air currents.
The delicate hands that usually held a tray now gleamed with a metallic luster, sharp alloy blades springing out from her forearms.
